Instinctive nature to bring the anguish to the English language with this

Incu. Welcome to the New York Times podcast, your school ed. Not your spoony gee of

music news and criticism. I'm your host John Caramonica.

Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm got a ride it out.

Simon Cowell, brim and foul. That's why you sound so shook, why you're bound,

notebook, got tie around, your hook, get inside your mouth.

Go, what it's like when the mic is out.

Because I'm tearing at your flesh with it,

so you're larynx and neck-a-slit slit with these lyrics weapons expert whip like hair extensions

extra clips and you're scared to effing death a bit but you're staring at a legend it

in a pair of sketches sweatshirt rip and hoodie, should be strapped to a chair or a stretch of electric,

swear on every record, each.

Finger so high in the air, I bet your senses flip,

like a barometric pressure switch.

Caring less who I've been with this.

I met your neck like pesto spitz.

Go head spitz it flows.

A met your thought like chloroceity.

Man you got strep I'm too complex with.

Flex with. And you got strapped, I'm too complex with,

Plex with, and shit I wrote and saw some next.

Next, I'm at your throat, I'm feeling reckless,

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